"Well, mostly the latter, I guess. I had a friend that had to go to prison, and she came back lesbian. We aren't friends anymore." Ella shrugged, following Alex a couple of paces behind him. For some reason, she felt as if the position was appropriate, and that if she decided to match his stride, it would be some kind of challenge.

Briefly, the brunette's thoughts flew to the fact that she hadn't looked in a mirror for at least four hours. The fact kind of terrified her.

Upon hearing of their destination, Ella didn't really know what to think. She had always tagged arcades as 'little nerd-boy' hang outs - places where the geeks like to smoke weed because they think they're cool or where their girlfriends pretended to be 'sexy gamer-girl' types. Needless to say, she was neither surprised or indifferent when the rounded a few corners and a rather shifty building with blinking lights came into view. 

The inside was about the same as the outside, and Ella supposed that she should have guessed that it wasn't really an arcade anymore. Alex didn't strike her as the type to take a girl to play video games, no matter how nerdy it was of him to wear shaded glasses everywhere. She was really starting to wonder about them for some reason.

Jumping out of her thoughts, she returned to the present when the fat ass at the counter left and Alex turned to her, all interested like. "Swell guy, don't you think? Probably wants to rip my head off. Hope you like chicken tenders, it's probably the least toxic thing in this place." She didn't even know arcades served food. "Well, it probably won't give you any more salmonella than the cafeteria food does. 

"Eh, I'm not really a fan of meat." Ella said with a non-committal shrug. "It's not really about 'saving the whales and being kind to all living things' bullshit like that. It's just...I've been to one too many meat processing plants. I'm kind of scarred for life."

She made her way up to a bar stool, gingerly sitting on the somewhat sticky plastic seating.